Authors: Ambrielle Kirk
“Then
don’t ever stop fucking me, Q. I’m yours.” With her legs wrapped around his midsection, he repeatedly pounded into her pussy. She came again, gripping his back so hard that she could have drawn blood. Holding her tightly by the ass, his release followed.
He pinned her to the wall
as he caught his breath, his dick still pulsing within her. Releasing her, he let her slid
e
down until her feet touched the floor.
After they straightened themselves out, he escaped to
the bathroom
and she ran upstairs to go clean up and retrieve another pair of panties to put on. The rest of the night was just as difficult for her as the first half of the night. What had gotten into her to make her fuck another man in her fiancé’s house?
She knew exactly what it was. No matter how hard she tried to deny Quinton, she always failed.
Th
at night, Michael consumed too much
alcohol and must have gotten too drunk to get up and he fell out on the couch. Julissa was kind of relieved that he hadn’t come to bed.
It
was a good thing.
Even though she’d showered, Quinton’s intoxicating scent was still on her.
She fell asleep thinking about what kind of a woman she was, trying to hold down two men at onc
e. This was bad; it couldn’t go on like this.
“Oh, my gosh. I can’t believe this!” Christina shrieked, holding up Julissa’s
hand and admiring her engagement
ring. “I’m gone for a month and I feel like I’ve missed everything. Where did he propose?”
Julissa, Christina, and Shanice were seated at a small round table at a coffee house the next morning.
“At the deli where they first had lunch together. Isn’t that romantic?” Shanice answered for her.
“See? Michael can be just as romantic, too,” Christina commented.
“You should have been at that dinner party they hosted last night. It was nice and they looked so cute together,” Shanice told Christina.
“Oh, Richard and I could have stopped by on the way from the airport, but I’m afraid we wouldn’t have been much of any fun. We were both exhausted the moment we stepped on the plane in Miami.”
“How was honeymoon? Please don’t spare any details,” Shanice implored.
“Oh, my gosh. It was so refreshing. I mean…” As Christina went on and on about her month long honeymoon, the places they visited, the pictures they took, the souvenirs they bought, the new foods th
ey tried, the wild sex they had….
Julissa was only half listening.
Her mind kept going back to the last night. She couldn’t quite pinpoint it, but she was beginning to think that it was going to be
much
harder to let go of Quinton than she thought. She ha
d every intention of halting their
relationship, but her mind and body disobeyed her once again at the very moment she saw him. It was as if they were destined to feel an emotional bond
with each other every time
they were together.
“Lissa? Julissa?” Shanice’s voice snapped her back to reality and present.
“Yes, I’m listening.”
“No, you weren’t. I asked if you were looking forward to your honeymoon. It’s not too early to plan, you know,” Christina replied.
“Actually, I don’t know what I’m looking forward to anymore,” Julissa said, head hung. What was wrong with her? She couldn’t let her guard
down now, but she
needed advise from someone and she needed it fast.
“What do you mean? What? Are you having problems with M
ichael? If so, you can work through them
. Michael is a good man. He’s successful. He has money. He’s good-looking. And you are a good woman to him. Everything wi
ll be okay,” Christina
reassure
d
her.
Julissa took a sip of her latte. “Everything will not be okay. Not this time, at least.”
“What do you mean?” Christina asked again.
She had Christina’s and Shanice’s undivided attention. If she was ever going to reveal to anyone, now would be the time. “Quinton and I h
ave been seeing each other. We’
re having sex.”
“Oh, my God!
” Christina shrieked.
“What!” Shanice screamed
.
Julissa waited
patiently
until they had both finished the
ir outbursts.
Christina shook her head. “Please tell me you didn
’t just say that. It’s not true.”
“
Yes, it’s true.”
“When did this happen? How did this happen?” Shanice asked
, her tiny
slanted eyes now widened to full circles.
“We were attracted to each other the first day we met,” Julissa sai
d, and then looked at Christina.
“At your rehearsal.”
“You mean you slept with
him the first day you met him?
” Christina gawked.
“No! It happened soon after that. When he got back from Florida.”
“You’ve been hav
ing sex with him for weeks now?
” Christina gawked again.
“Does
Michael
know?” Shanice asked.
“No.”
Shanice breathed a sigh of relief. “You’re not going to tell him, are you?”
“No. I don’t know. Look, it’s not that easy.”
“I can’t believe Quinton would go for this. He knows better. He knew you were involved,” Christina said.
She seemed disappointed.
“Yes, he did. We both talked about that, but at the time, it did
n’t matter. It wasn’t his
fault. Even after I accepted Michael’s proposal I went to Quinton and we still had sex.”
“Quinton is obviously a very attractive man. I would have a hard time resi
sting myself. But, you…Julissa?
” Shanice looked at her in disbelief.
“Look, it’s not what you guys think it is. It’s not just sex. To me, it’s something more. I think…I think I’m falling in love with him.”
“What?
” Christina snapped. “You barely know him!”
“I do know him.”
“Does Quinton know that you have feelings?” Shanice asked.
“No. But, he’s told me more than once that he wants me to himself. As if he wants Michael out of the picture for good.”
“And that’s not going to happen. You’re not giving up Michael, are you?” Christina asked, shaking her head.
Julissa didn’t say
anything.
“Are you thinking about leaving Michael for Quinton?” Shanice asked.
“I don’t know. I just don’t want to break anyone’s heart in the process,” Julissa said.
“Lissa, what’s important is that you listen to your heart. You don’t want a broken heart, either. You know that Christina and I are behind you one hundred percent.”
“Thank you.”
“Lissa, don’t let your decision be based on sex alone
.
A relationship is not all about sex,” Christina informed her.
“I know that. I told you that it’s not just sex.”
“By the way…is the sex with Quinton that good?” Shanice had a smile on her face.
J
ulissa smiled back, meekly.
“Well?” Christina pushed, eagerly.
“The sex is off the chain!” Julissa answered.
“I knew it! Brotha didn’t have so much sex appeal for nothin’,” Shanice exclaimed.
“Make up your mind fast, Julissa, before things get out of hand. This thing cannot come to light without an explanation to Michael,” Christina said.
“That’s the thing. Please don’t say anything. Not to Richard. Not to Brian. The only people that are aware are you two and Ed.”
“Ed?
How does he know?” Shanice demanded.
Julissa cleared her throat. “He was the first to find out by accident. That night we went to club, Ed caught us together…kissing.”
“Oh! At the club? Damn
, girl
! You guys are that hot for each other?” Shanice yelled.
“Ssssh, girl. The people are looking at us,” Christina tried to quiet Shanice down after several people in the coffee house looked around at them. “How did Ed feel about that? You know he had a crush on you.”
“Ed and I have an understanding. He took it pretty well, actually. He told me that he’d moved on before
he found out about Quinton and me
. And there was no attraction to Ed and I never had thoughts about stepping out on Michael to see Ed. That’s why when Quinton came along I was pushed completely off guard by the attraction.”
“And Ed is just as handsome. So, maybe there is something there for you and Quinton,” Ch
ristina said
.
“Be careful, Lissa. Be v
ery careful about your decision,
”
Shanice said, quietly this time.
This warning coming from Shanice made Julissa take heed.
**
Over the next week it was extremely convenient for Julissa to go visit Quinton in the afternoons. Quinton was home from work every
day around three. Some days, she would already be waiting in the hotel room for him using the spare key that he had given her. All this had to be accomplished by the time Michael got home in the evenings. Michael was pulling extra hours at the office. Eight hour days became ten hour days which gave her more time to stall and spend with Quinton.
She and Quinton had even dared to go out on a few dates with each other, out to eat, movies, wine tasting, and shopping. They were really becoming attached to each other and t
he more they saw each other the
more they wanted to be together. Today, they had even more reason to celebrate. She and Quinton had learned this morning that his offer had been accepted on a house in his desired neighborhood.
Yesterday afternoon when they went in search of the
six bedroo
m, five bathroom, five
thousand
square feet traditional style home, Julissa immediately fell in love with it. She was just as ecstatic about the fully remodeled basement as he was. The owners were leaving the custom built theatre and entertainment sys
tem in tact with the agreed selling
price
. They were also leaving a huge hot tub outside in the backyard. The kitchen was huge, gourmet style, and featured double ovens, a 42” inch refrigerator, and all stainless steel appliances. The master bedroom was nearly half of the second floor featuring a sitting area, master bedroom with separate Jacuzzi tub and shower. Both kitchen and all bathrooms were decorated in granite countertops and ceramic tile flooring. Julissa was
complet
ely
floored by the impress
ion the home had made
, so much so, that she forgot that it was Quinton who would benefit from buying the house, not her. Nonetheless, he must have seen her excitement and they placed a contract on the home on-site before they left the premises.
At seven that morning, Martha intercepted the fax that said that Quinton’s offer was accepted. He was scheduled to close and move into his new home in one week. One thing about Quinton was that he didn’t like to waste time. He got right down to business.
“Time for a quickie?” Quinton had carried her through the hotel lobby, on the elevator, and all the way into his room.
“I don’t know. How quick?” Julissa teased.
“Hhmm
m
. We’ll see.
” Quinton placed her down on the bed s
heets and began kissing her body
.
“Q, I thought you brought me up here to talk about us.” She let Quinton unbutton her blouse.
“We are talking about us,” he rep
lied, kissing her belly button.
“Q, what are we going to do about this? Us?”
“It’s up to you, Beautiful. You’re the one who won’t let go.”
Julissa pulled his face up gently to her breast. H
e took the cue and kissed them.
“Q, I’m scared.”
Quinton paused
and looked up
. “There is nothing to be afraid of, Lissa. I’m here for you now and I’ll be here for you always. I can’t claim you as my own if you don’t let go.”
“Well, how do I know that you and I will work? How do I know that we’ll be together afte
r I do this?” She
car
essed the side of his face. T
he day old stubble from his beard and mustache felt good against her fingertips.
“We will be to
gether.” Quinton turned his lips into her palm and kissed it
.
“How do we know that, Q?”
“Julissa.” Quinton groaned.
“You ask too many questions. I know because one day you’re going to be my wife. Okay?”